I'm even confusing myself on how old everybody is. I made a lot of them older like Claire is supposed to be little but I made her a preteen. Anyways here's a list on ages for the characters youngest-oldest:
Claire-13 Collin-15 Brady-17 Seth-17 Quill-19 Will-19 Jake-20
Embry-20 Kim-21 Jared-22 Paul-22 Leah-24 Sam-24 Emily-24
Rachel- 26 Sue-49 Billy-52 Old Quill-58 *Nessie- 4 but looks thirteen _
Sam's point of view:
It was an accident. It was just an accident, I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I didn't expect him to punch me; I sure as hell didn't think Leah would jump in front of me. After everything I had done to her I never expected for her to try to defend me.
We all froze in horror as she fell to the ground, nobody expected for this to happen. No one thought she would get in the way. Seth's fist connected with Paul's face hard, there was a harsh snap of bone cracking. He fell to the ground shaking; not because he was mad at me or Seth but he couldn't believe he had hit her.
It was crazy in that single moment I was him. I remember getting too close to Emily. I remember as my body changed form and she screamed. I can still feel the flesh of her face shredding against my paw. I was an animal and she had to live scarred for the rest of her life. For once I could imagine exactly what Paul was feeling. He uttered please to Seth and Seth picked her up in one movement and took her home. Will went with them.
Everybody was frozen in their positions, Paul fell to the ground and starred off as if he had completely lost his mind.
"Everybody go home and stay home. No body leave their house." Billy ordered. There was no room for argument. Jake walked over to his dad, his face was bleeding, looking completely ashamed. It was clear Billy was pissed at him.
"Hey Sue could you take Claire with you tonight?" Emily asked. Sue nodded and went home with Jake and Billy. Embry, Quill and Old Quill went home to Quill's house. Collin and Brady said they would clean everything up which we were all thankful for.
Jared lifted Paul's weak figure up and went to his house with Kim as well. I opened the door for Emily and drove us home. We sat in the dark kitchen in harsh silence for a while.
"What happened tonight Sam?" Emily said softly.
"I had a slip up." I sighed.
"A slip up about her?" Emily clarified. Obviously the 'her' was Leah and I could hear the hurt in her voice when she said that. I simply nodded.
"Okay." She whispered before leaving to go upstairs. I knew she was about to cry and I felt like a complete asshole. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"I'm sorry Emily. I know it was wrong to think about her like that. I know it's cruel to her and to you. I'm the reason you two aren't friends anymore." I apologized.
"You aren't the reason Sam. I understand why you still think about her like that. You two were in a serious relationship. You were going to get married. It would be wrong for me to expect either of you to just be able to erase all those old feelings. It's unrealistic and I have no right getting upset. I ruined your relationship with her. You were happy with her and you just had to imprint on me. I am the reason why everything went wrong, not you." She choked out before all her tears started spilling down her face.
"No it's not your fault Em. Please just be mad at me, don't blame yourself. Don't talk about yourself like you were a consolation prize. I did love her and I still love her. But not in the way you think. Not in the way I love you." I swallowed. I sucked at delivering my 'feelings' but I knew I had to.
"I will always be your second choice. Everyday people hint that I can't show I'm happy with you in front of Leah. Nobody ever thinks that I just want to be happy. But you are afraid to touch me when she's there. Even when Paul imprinted on her, even when we got married or when they got married. It's clear I will always be your second pick." She spat through the tears.
"Emily please get this through your head! I love you! Yes I loved her! Yes I can't erase all the thoughts! I have slipped up a couple times over the years! But do you know what I always think about when I don't have these thoughts?!" I yelled.
"What?" Emily sobbed.
"You! You are all I think about! Just like Kim is all Jared thinks about and Nessie is all Jake thinks about and Paul about Leah and Leah about Paul and Seth about Will and Quill about Claire! It's you! And the second choice bullshit and the imprint and anything else that is making you think I'm here because I'm a slave can go fuck itself! I fucking love you but I can't survive if you are constantly pulling this shit!" I yelled my temper getting slightly out of control.
"Okay." She nodded. I did a double take.
"Okay?" I said tilting my head. Her lips connected with mine softly.
"Okay." I nodded understanding we would be okay.
_
Will's point of view
We were at my condo. Seth and I were able to get Leah to eat a sandwich luckily. We tucked her in the bed in my small office room. I was studying for an online test in my room while Seth was calming Leah down. A couple hours later he came in looking exhausted. I put the book down slowly.
"She okay?" I asked carefully. He nodded slowly.
"Yeah for now. The swellings gone down and we did manage to get her to eat something. But I'm…" Seth trailed off.
"You're worried that she's going to go back to the way she was before." I finished for him. He simply nodded.
"Are you okay?" I asked. He looked up at me in surprise. I don't think he was used to people asking if he was okay.
"Yeah." He sighed. I glanced him over.
"Liar." I said looking at him through my glasses.
"Prick." He smiled at me. I glanced up at him from my notes again before laughing.
"I haven't studied for anything in so long. I actually miss it, isn't that sad? Everyone and thing is falling apart. I miss the old group so much. Now everybody's pissed at each other for being pissed at each other. It's fucked up." Seth sighed.
I stood up slowly and walked over to him. I kissed him and pulled him onto the bed with me. I didn't give a shit if his sister was across from the hall. I didn't give a shit if I failed every test for the rest of my life. He was what I was worried about and I wanted to prove I wouldn't let us fall apart.
"The tattoo is hot as hell by the way." I smiled afterward. He just glanced at me before cracking up. He was relaxed for a moment and that's all I needed.
"So are the geeky glasses." He laughed at me. I remembered I still had them on. I punched him hard.
"I'm serious! Intelligence is the new sexy!" He laughed unable to keep a straight face.
"You are so full of shit. Why do I even put up with you?" I smiled. He kissed me hard leaving me breathless.
"That's why."
